Pantyhose, salt, ice dams and other things....

Hi G-Fans!

Well, it was another cold one, to the point of no walk cold, AGAIN!

This is really getting old.

We are really getting stir crazy.

Raphael took it upon himself to shred Sophie's new scratching box today to address his built up angst.

Which then created angst for the concierge who came home to find it in a lot of pieces.

The concierge is pretty disgusted with his behaviors these days.

I really don't know where he gets that streak of destructiveness, I am thinking it must be his father's side. 

 The concierge is giving me a "look", so. I will write, in my defense, that what I do in the kitchen and what he keeps doing are completely different acts.  

I am COMMUNICATING.

What he is doing is DESTRUCTION.

The difference between the two is worlds apart.

So, Snagglepus is going to a new doctor tomorrow.  He is going somewhere Schubert went to when I was just little.  Different doctor, same hospital.  The concierge is determined to get him put back together.

I hope so, the current state of affairs is less than pleasant.

The concierge now suspects he hasn't eaten in a couple of days, so that isn't good.

The Snags needs vittles.

Sustenance.

Nutrition.

Food.

The concierge rustled up some stuff for his pain so he can make it to tomorrow's appointment with some rest.  He was pretty miserable yesterday.  The drops of stuff she gave him really seem to be helping make him comfortable.

I will let you know what transpires.

In the meantime there are pantyhose on our roof.

The helper put salty pantyhose on our roof trying to melt the ice dams.  So far we are waiting for it to work, it was too cold today to be effective.  We hope by tomorrow there is some progress before our next storm on Sunday.  We are dreading this one, it is suppose to rain and then FREEZE.  Disaster!  I am not enjoying the icy patches.

Anyway, 

May you keep your roof free of clogging ice, even if it means putting pantyhose up there!

TTFN!

-G

Snags and Sophie loving-up Harry's concierge....

Tonight, after the concierge gave Snags some of that stuff.....

The other night.... before he really took a turn downward after his last week's doctor's appointment....

Snags and I snuggling

The concierge cuddling Snags....